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720 · Mar 2016
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Day Mar 2016
I don't want a moment of fame,
I want a lifetime of creativity.
Known for my words and not my numbers.
716 · Oct 2017
dream of me
Day Oct 2017
in your bed
the sweetest of sleep
in your arms
the truest of peace
close my eyes
hear, please dream of me
darling,...
*
I always do
713 · Jan 2016
dirty jeans
Day Jan 2016
you carry my heart in you're back pocket
only taking it out
when it's convenient for you
709 · May 2016
hold me tighter
Day May 2016
Amiable, amorous and acquiescent,
an embrace like no other.
Determined and dauntless desire,
is what I long for.
something sensual, i guess
707 · Oct 2015
a fallen thought
Day Oct 2015
“If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it,
does it make a sound?” George Berkeley once asked.
Making me wonder,
"If I'm gone, but no one's around to remember me,
was I really ever here?"
701 · Oct 2018
who's the pyro here?
Day Oct 2018
my lover
did not
hurt me

he
made me
oh, so wet

doused me
d r e n c h e d me
in kerosene

eyes flickered
as he
lit the match

quivered
in my
quirky way

and
found myself
A L I V E

my lover
did not
hurt me

when
he set me
on fire

i cry not
for
this beginning

but
this heart
is scared

s̶h̶e̶ ̶k̶n̶o̶w̶s̶

flames
i n e v i t a b l y
burn out
700 · Feb 2016
things I never say
Day Feb 2016
When I told you
"i don't want to talk to anyone"
you didn't hear me whisper
"except you."
so you walked away
never knowing.
Day Nov 2015
to all the girls he was
"hot"
but really all he ever wanted to be was
"smart"
he never took his shirt off because
he was scared that they would
instantly
label him as just another piece of
good-looking meat
but he wanted to be more then that
he wanted to be  known for
his smile
not
his abs
he wanted someone to say
"he's an amazing writer"
not
"he's pretty ****"
but in this society
thinking like that gets you nowhere
it leaves you alone and beaten
so he hid
he covered his insecurity of his skin
and pushed past it
because he was strong
even though every part of him felt
weak
he was determined to be
strong
he would prove to the world that
a man can be
both
strong and smart
both
****  and artsy
because he wanted people to love him
for more then just
his skin
because he knew deep down
we are all so much more
*then that
i wrote this because i think that, yes, while women are treated without respect alot of times, that men are also forced to meet impossible standards and are far to often overshadowed by muscles and strength and should be allowed to be "weak" in a sense. I think that it is unfair of women to be expected to be treated as fragile while thrusting these opinions of what a "real man" should be on men. I find it disgusting that in todays world that sometime we overlook a guy just because there is another guy who may be "hotter". There are so many, many men out there who are smart, and funny and have beautiful smiles who are alone because of ignorance. I love all of you guys who feel like you're not enough because maybe you're not fit as someone else or because you're not as comfortable with your body. I love you *HUGS*
Day Feb 2016
it was too hard to constantly be around
some who
i loved
but didn't love me
or at least
"not in the same way"
687 · Dec 2015
addicted
Day Dec 2015
Falling in love with a boy who smokes
but never having the courage,
to ask for a cigarette
can you find the symbolism?
686 · Dec 2018
What is jealousy?
Day Dec 2018
A symptom of
my own character flaw.
I'll take things I can't ******* get out of my head for 500 Alex.
685 · Oct 2018
brutal lie
Day Oct 2018
inhale
i am NOT nervous for the day
you see me the way
i see me

exhale
i wanna love myself the way you tell me i should
682 · May 2015
Music
Day May 2015
"One good thing about music, when it hits you,
you feel no pain
," Said Bob Marley once.

We are a society of addicts, not in the literal sense,
but in the sense that music is controlling our lives.

We tell ourselves that we are okay, We're fine
But we can't go a day without our headphone.

It's like music has inter weaved it's fingers into our brains,
As if letting go of it, would **** us right along with it.

Music is great for making us believe in things that aren't real.
It reaches into our minds and whispers to us.

Music, to me, is manipulative, it changes us,
It shows us how our lives could be.

Now, I'm not saying that I hate music,
That's not my point at all.

I'm just saying that maybe, just maybe,
Music isn't the answer for everything.

And, I know I will probably get hate for this,
But that alright.

Because, I understand what it does,
I understand the influence it has.

And, I'm not asking anybody to give it up,
Because that's not fair.

I'm just asking that sometimes,
Take the headphones off.

And Listen,
Listen to everything around you.

Instead of focusing on the music in your ears,
Listen for the music all around you.

Because that, to me, is the true music,
The music so pure, and so true.

The music of nature, the music of people,
Everything around you that makes a sound.

Listen to that and the maybe, just maybe,
You'll understand.

But, until then, just keep going,
Keep listening to what makes you happy.

Because if that what you need to make it through the day,
Then it was worth it.

Because really,
Who am I to tell you not to.
I just want to note that this is not about me bashing on music. I love music as much as the next person. Well, maybe not, but I do like music. It's just something I thought of that I felt like writing. I'm not meaning anything by this poem. It's just my thought. So please, no hate. Thx
682 · Oct 2015
a hanging man
Day Oct 2015
funny how a childhood game can be so insiteful,
so full of irony and shadows,
teaching a young version of us,
words borne from ignorance lead to gallows,
but many didnt listen,
many couldnt see,
that what's just a game to them,
is reality to me.
680 · Mar 2016
Daytime Nightmares
Day Mar 2016
Let him in
Want him out
Don't know the words to say
All alone
Not by myself
The darkness came to play.
Hear my cry
On deaf ears fall
The pain is here to stay.
It's late.
673 · Jan 2016
sounds of depression
Day Jan 2016
bing
someone you barely know alerting you that you're still not good enough
ring
a person you care about calling just to see if they can use you for they're own selfish purpose
ting
a bell screaming that you're late to a class that "blesses
you with worthless education and stress
bing
an oven crying out to let you know that some food that you dont want is ready to eat
ding
showing up to a party where all anyone really cares about it whether your high or in bed
sing
another song playing some meaningless lyrics about something you have no interest in
slam
another door closing let everyone know just how much of a freak you really are
drip
blood running off of a soul that is shocked that they're anything still left inside
shuuush
water running to wash off the evidence of a broken heart dripping with liquid pain


silence
**lying on a bed alone waiting for the cycle of emptiness to repeat itself when the dawn comes
671 · Sep 2015
Untitled
Day Sep 2015
I see a siren,
Sitting upon a high throne,
The boys worship her,
Unaware of their missing thoughts,
Unaware of their blind love.
They call her a mermaid, a god even,
But I know better,
Because I watch from afar,
I can't hear the beautiful deception.
668 · Nov 2015
drowning in air
Day Nov 2015
when looking to help,
don't give a man a life jacket
when he's dying
of thirst
because kindness born from ignorance
can be
just as cruel
as hatred born from pain.
661 · Jun 2019
depends on the mood
Day Jun 2019
which is worse?
no-one or everyone
understanding
how it feels
658 · May 2015
Let you go.
Day May 2015
If only I could let you go,
Then maybe I could see.
Why I ever thought,
That you could mean so much to me.

You never even glanced my way,
But still, you stole my heart.
I know that we can never be,
But I still don't want to part.

I think of you each night and day,
Though I know you think of her.
And even though I get that,
It never fails to hurt.

But, now I must make it stop,
For you will never know.
How much I really loved you,
For today, I let you go.
648 · Feb 2019
behind these words
Day Feb 2019
Why why why why why
why am why why why
why why I why why
why why why hiding why
why why why why ?
a constant mind game I play
Day Oct 2016
it's all I ever heard
i want you
as we cuddled in your car
i want you
pops up on my phone
i want you
mouthed across the room

and while
i want you
should've made me feel special
i want you
translated in my mind to
sometime so unoriginal
because i knew what you meant

every time you whispered to me
i want you
oh, I knew
it wasn't truly
me
that you wanted
only what
*I had
644 · Dec 2018
Paranoid
Day Dec 2018
****.
How can I explain.
****.
I I sound insane.
Shush.
I know someone can hear me.
Umm.
They surely see this insecurity.
Welp.
I'm sorry I freaked out there.
Sigh.
I just keep trying not to care.
644 · Mar 2016
ToDdLeR BrAiN
Day Mar 2016
words fall out of my mind like a little kid who tripped on a step
it starts fun and happy, then suddenly I realize everything is all wrong
but I can't stop it because my arms are to small and everything moves to fast
and
suddenly I'm
falling
But the difference in this story is that for *me

no ones waiting at the bottom
Just me
*and my hidden bruises
627 · Mar 2016
A Spring Day
Day Mar 2016
Today was a good day.
I'm slowly felling better.
I am as Spring is.

Slowly, the sun shines longer,
the flowers feel safer,
and the warm feels
nice enough to stay.

And, yes, some days it may rain
Just remember, The sun
will always shine again.
~Happy~
625 · Jan 2016
dreaming of staying asleep
Day Jan 2016
mind drifting
pain lifting
to a place of perfection
no more chaos
no more lay-off
just me and my affection
thoughts away
time to stay
in a world of no detection
but dawn awaits
all my fates
are here from resurrection
the light shines true
i always knew
there'd be a recollection
623 · Dec 2015
it really sucks...
Day Dec 2015
our hearts are so close
and our  hands are so near
but his intentions
are, oh, so unclear

i can't tell if his eyes
are searching mine
or if
its only benign

it continual torment
because i can't let go
why can't I just ask?
well, because he might say no.
622 · Sep 2015
Remember me, pointless.
Day Sep 2015
Funny how no matter how hard we try,
in a hundred years, we'll all be forgotten.
Even those that rise above,
Will only be pages in a book.
The only one reading is a little girl,
trying to study for a test.
Day Nov 2015
B* ringer
O of
M***
Berevement

Grief
Unleashing  
­Nightmares

Terrifying
Endings
Riddled with
Restless
Obsequies
R**epeating
605 · Nov 2015
don't forget
Day Nov 2015
you won't be alone
in your darkest hour because
you will
always
have me.
602 · Oct 2016
Graduation
Day Oct 2016
Oh how scary it is, to know so little
to feel like a rabbit running in circles
when every one is telling you to run in squares

Oh how scary it is, to be so out there
with no one to hold your shaking hand
and to have nothing to be proud of

Oh how scary it is, to fake a smile
and tell everyone how excited you are
but you feel like an overturned turtle

Oh how scary it is, to be next in line
gripping tightly at dollars and dimes
but not yet knowing what you want

Oh how scary it is
to not be ready
You guys, I'm so unprepared. I have no idea what I am doing. I feel like everyone has their life put together and that I am just a  mess. I have no idea about college. My parents are helping either (with applying or tuition) I'm trying tho
597 · Sep 2018
typing
Day Sep 2018
keys, play me a sound
something sweet to hear
fingers, write me a song
needs to fit the ear

words and words and words

which will say just right
exactly what i feel ?

is it possible
to learn it so well
i can close my eyes
and emotions will swell

can it come so easily?
as to not even try
can i learn to write
w/out having to cry
help me jane
594 · Apr 2017
my all
Day Apr 2017
In the secret place lost and so high
is where I abide,
to clear my eyes
more and more I long
to be by your side
it's where I hide.
in your arms, i cried

I desire you,
with all I do
my thoughts stay on you
I give my heart to you
forever
582 · Oct 2015
crippled
Day Oct 2015
if love is blind,
i guess i'm deaf.
*** all i can see,
is you.
575 · Nov 2015
nightmares [10w]
Day Nov 2015
how
can
i
run
from
the
monsters
in
my
head?
573 · Apr 2017
So what we don't sleep?
Day Apr 2017
.          Pretty girl
.          R ed dress
Want tO dance
.   Oh My god, Hell yes.
❤️
573 · Oct 2015
open your eyes
Day Oct 2015
people cry when a lion is shot in another country
but no one cares about
the 17,500 people trafficked into the U.S. each year.
we care more about Miley's latest hair choice,
than the thousand of homeless teens.
nobody wants to put in into perspective,
or think about it.
because maybe if we ignore it long enough,
it will go away,
as if sitting and watching Netflix,
will somehow provide starving families with food.
but, we don't talk about that,
because it's not "socially accepted".
if you care about anyone but yourself,
you're not normal,
how is it that Justin Beiber gets more airtime,
than the people trying to change the world.
everyone talks about how terrible the world is,
but so few are willing to do something about it.
oh well, i guess,
go back to youre blissful ignorance,
who am i anyway,
to make you ponder such things.
someday i'm gonna make a real difference
572 · Oct 2015
demons [10w]
Day Oct 2015
push me until i fall,
in love,
with the cliff
you would think the person closest to me would care
Day Mar 2017
Holding him, his sobs echoing into my chest,
My tears paused for a moment to rest
Salt and water showed so much love
Something I didn't know he was capable of.
Such a small time frame and it all changed
So real and warm and unexpectedly strange
I'd never seen a man burst into tears
Releasing all of his emotions and fears
Pulled back his face, blaringly red
And I will never ever forget what he said
"I'm sorry", and with that I just tore
I knew I had made his heart heavy and sore
"Baby, no it'll all be okay"
All that I could manage to say
Wiped off his cheeks but the pain still came
His face was dry but his eyes not the same
Pulled him close and held him tight
All of my emotions tried not to fight
But in the moment all I could feel
Was his pain, so open and loud and real.
For Luis.
555 · Jan 2016
"just friends"
Day Jan 2016
playful punches
translating into
adrenaline rushes
as if I've become alive
simply by
your touch
551 · Jan 2016
smoking our regrets
Day Jan 2016
strawberry smoke drifts in the lungs
of a boy
thinking about the selfish brunette
that tore him apart

recycled air drifts out of the lungs
of a girl
trying desperately to make him forget
the girl who broke his heart
544 · Nov 2015
what if..
Day Nov 2015
.. we looked away when tragedy struck
                          would it make us better people..?
                                                      o­r would it just show..
                                                          ­               ..who we really are
                                                           ­                                             *inside..?
540 · May 2015
Don't Let Me Fall
Day May 2015
If I jump,                                                        Don't Let Me                                
.                                               Y                F                              
.                                      L                         A                        
.                            F                                  L                  ­    
     .    Just Let Me                                        L                
I don't really know why I made this. It just kinda popped into my mind.
534 · Jan 2016
he was like a cigarette
Day Jan 2016
i breathed him only once,
but that was enough,
to become addicted

Day May 2019
or does she just
feel their cry?

Never could ask
them why.

Just wait around
to dry.

Maybe next time,
she'll say
high.
playing in my thoughts tonight
530 · Jan 2019
And vice versa
Day Jan 2019
React with kindness
Respond with honesty
Day Mar 2016
Poetry doesn't HAVE to be sad; just filled with EMOTION.
Day Jan 2016
walking down the street at 4 a.m.
can't figure out, where I am
higher then the sun, you know
so why do I feel so low?
street lights fade in and out
now starting to doubt
the sanity of my mind
soberness of my kind
i mean how can I go
when my feet are so slow?
bottles, leaves and pills
are what time kills
but is it worth the high
when inside you slowly die?
is the blur of a night
worth the live-long fight
of trying to remember your own name
when you're done playing the game?
524 · May 2015
Anxiety
Day May 2015
Can't breathe.
She's looking at me.
What do I do?

Can't move.
He's standing so close.
What do I do?

Can't talk.
She asked me something.
What do I say?

Can't sleep.
Tomorrow I'll have to do it again.
What will I do?

Can't eat.
He's staring right at me.
What do I do?

Can't Breathe.
My heart is going to **** me.
Oh well.
Day Feb 2019
I'm sad because no one likes me
No one likes me because I'm an alcoholic
I'm an alcoholic because I'm dead inside
I'm dead inside because I've been hurt
I've been hurt because I am weak
I am weak because I love everyone
I love everyone because no one loves me
No one loves me because I'm unlovable
I'm unlovable because I am broken
I am broken because someone broke me
Someone broke me because I left them
I let them because I loved them
I loved them because I am naive
I am naive because I trusted them
I trusted them because I was ignorant
I was ignorant because no one taught me
No one taught me because no one was there
No one was there because no one likes me
No one likes me because I'm an alcoholic
I'm an alcoholic because I am dead inside
I am dead inside because I am sad
a poem written by my friend Jeff - posted with their permission.
Wanted to share his words with you all
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